Lana is busy having an interactive chat with the younger generation, who are the scholars in the company that she is working for. Their company have been supporting young students with their education by giving them 100% full scholarship. At the same time, the company also invited some media people to do a coverage of the said charitable activity. "What made you want to pursue your studies, Karen? Who is your big influencer?" Lana curiously asked one of the students. "To tell you the truth Miss Lana, I wasn't really interested in studying. My original plan was to find any source of income by looking for a job. I thought that studying is just a waste of time, and I really want to work to help my family. But I had a change of heart when someone influenced me to continue with my studies for a much better future." Karen gave out a lengthy explanation. "Wow, we should thank that person who changed your mind. May I know who is that person?" Lana smilingly asks the girl. "He is consi

After a few weeks. Lana's work is finally finished for the day. She is now walking at an underground parking lot because she wanted to go straight home and take a nap. Peter is on a business trip to Dubai, and he'll be coming home next week. Lana decided to take this time to do whatever she wants and just relax... She was about to open her car door when someone suddenly tapped her shoulders. She wanted to scream, but she wasn't able to do so because she heard one familiar voice... "Lana, it's me... Noah." Lana wheeled around, while heaving a sigh of relief. "You almost gave me a heart attack, Noah! What are you doing here?" she said, while feeling a bit annoyed. "We need to talk. I mean I have so many things that I want to tell you." Noah suddenly enunciated. "Alright, so what do you want to talk about?" Lana asked, while looking exasperated. "I want to talk about us..." Lana drew out a sharp breath after hearing Noah. "There's no such thing as "us," Noah! And besides, you

Chelsea is currently at the Orientation party organized by their University's Student Council. She feels awkward and all alone while looking at the other students who are having a good time with their new group of friends. She feels like an outsider. Many students looked like they just came out from a popular music video because they look so fashionable and trendy. They look so cool, and she's the total opposite. She's wearing a black shirt, tattered jeans and a second-hand pair of sneakers. She thought that what she looks like and what kind of clothes she wear isn't that important when you go to the big city because what's really aiming for was to finish her education to build a better future for herself... She came from the countryside to the the big city to make her dreams come true. However, she can't help but to feel small while looking at the other students. She can feel the huge gap between her and those people. "Okay, I'm out of here..." she finally decided. She'll j

Lance was about to answer the question when the Manager of Le Coup de Foudre Coffee Shop suddenly appeared infront of them. "What's going on here, Chelsea? What's the commotion all about?" her Manager started asking questions. "Just a little misunderstanding, Sir. Everything's under control." Chelsea tries to cover everything up. "No, sir. Everything's not okay! As a customer, I have complaints!" Demi suddenly said, while looking like a victim. "Is there something wrong?" the manager asks. "Your employee here started saying bad things about me and my friend! She told us that we don't belong here!" Demi started weaving lies. "That's true, Sir. We were just enjoying our coffee here and she started saying bad words to us." Paris lied, without blinking. "She called us "bitch!" Demi added to the lie. "They're all lying---!" Lance tries to defend Chelsea, but he wasn't able to do so because the Manager spoke again. "Enough! The customers are coming now, and I don't have time to fu

"It's an honor and pleasure to meet you, Madame Audrey Montefalco. My name is Chelsea and I'm going to be one of your house helper for a month." she politely introduces herself. The Madame of the house tenderly smiled at her. "You don't have to be nervous, dear. Anyway, let me inform you that there are almost no strict rules in my manor. As long as you are doing your job, shows respect and good manners to the other people in this house, and as long as you don't do any bad or dangerous things inside the mansion, then we won't have any problems." the lady of the house informed her. "So, that's it? There are no strict rules like what she usually watches on a television soap operas? There's no female villains who will make the heroine's life miserable?" Chelsea wondered to herself. "---You must be wondering why I didn't set up any strict rules here at the Montefalco Mansion. Well, I choose to trust all the people that I work with in my house, and that includes all of my house helpers,